Benches

monochrome, Nature, Parks, Photography

#C&BW #Benches

C&BW

I had to think about this particular challenge

I mean…. what kind of bench?

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One on a path in a park ?

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Or Perhaps one by the water?

Decisions decisions…

eventually I took the decision to do both, both were taken in areas of my hometown, the first was taken with my Nikon in the green surroundings of the local park in Ordsall, in Salford, whilst the second saw me cross the Trafford Road, into Salford Quays.

In Flight

Animals, Birds, Poetry

Salford 26th August 2017

The aviators are circling again

looking for a suitable place to rest

whilst the sun is high in a northern sky

 

Gliding from roof to roof

checking out the pickings

in lined up gardens

 

Unafraid and Unabashed

to businesses back yards they’ll pip

for some chucked out fish (or stray chips)

 

Or land in someones home back yard

looking in food bins for some fish from a tin

or filleted bones that’s been left there in

Wondering….

Life, Nature, Outdoors, Parks, Roman wall

In response to the prompt

Amble

My Home town has plenty of green space to go at…

Two canals, a river network that runs up northern tributaries to Lancashire, and south towards Cheshire

These canals and rivers meet up near the old dock at Salford Quays, formerly “Manchester Docks”, I walk that way when I either head for the tram bound for Eccles or when i’m on duty at the Northern Branch of the Imperial War Museum

 

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Narrowboats at Castlefield’s Canal Basin – Part of the Canal Network

 

The Canal itself leads on through Manchester and other parts of the county.

The opportunities by the waterside have seen the waterways cleaned up and provide leisure for people all year round.  Narrow boats are a regular sight on the canal network, and moorings line the route all the way to the point where the Irwell and Mersey meet

 

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Roman Wall, at Castlefield, Manchester

Opposite the Canal Basin at Castlefield lie the Forum where open air events take place, The Museum of Science and Industry, with its Engines, Cars, and Aeroplanes and the Roman Wall, where the Roman Fort remains are in situ.

Iwm Waterside

 

 

Lowry

The Lowry in Salford – Topic of the poem “The Musical Place”

 

 

Soil

Acrostic, Garden, Outdoors, Parks

 

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Soil – Image C/o UK Soil Association

 

 

Soil

source of growth

our garden plants depend on it

its home for all sorts of life

like worms, beetles and ants

 

such an important base needs nutrients

on certain mornings , water and fertiliser

is added , to let the seedlings and bulbs

lift their flowers into the sky and take root

 

some gardeners plant vegetables whilst

on season,  others plant fruit trees

in certain climates, the soil will allow you to grow

local delicacies, such as bananas and pineapple

Jazzberry Jam

Colours, Flowers, Garden, Poetry

Salford, 14th April

Hibiscus

A tale of #flowers and #jazzberryjam for the #coloryourworld challenge.

 

Colour of the Garden Hibiscus

it’s making a bit of a noise

but for fans of this wonderful flower

its a noise they all enjoy

attracting the birds and the butterflies

raising with visitors a smile

who will spend some time in the garden

enjoying the flowers for a while

Fuchsia

Acrostic, Animals, Flowers, Nature, Weather

Fuschia

#Coloryourworld #CYW #Fuschia

For some, they are seen floating in mid air

undercurrents of air gently lifting them up and down

seen amongst the green – they are the ballerinas of the garden

captivating the eye of the gardener and the

heart of the passer by as they perform their routine

it’s a wonder to see in the light of the morning sun

as a host of flowery dances take place – attracting the fauna.

It is easy being green!

Colours, Garden, Nature, Seasons, Spring, Winter

It IS Easy Being Green!

Green

Its quite easy being green

Watching the plants wake from the cold of winter

sprouting new shoots from barren branches

Calamatous cold conditions

giving way to glorious growth

watching wiry stems produce perfect petals

Evergreens look on proudly

as new growth comes from fallen seed

proud parent watching little seedlings

Rainbows of colour

pop through the carpet of lush greenery

from red through to violet – dotted round the borders

Bluebell

Colours, Flowers, Garden, Poetry

bluebell

#Coloryourworld #cyw #flowers #bluebell

Bluebell

By Brian F Kirkham (inkdropk)

From deep among the woodland green

a musical flower sends out the call

swaying in the gentle breeze, it passes a message

from brother to sister it goes through the trees

as the messengers sway in the gentle wind

with the arrival of Spring

“wake up – one and all !

our message is clear

the winter has departed

and spring is now here…”

Enjoying the Greenery

Nature, Outdoors, Parks

In response to the daily post Nostalgia

Green Leaves….

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they bring back memories of many an event.

Festivals and Fetes on the large patch of green opposite Nine Acre Court.

I always wondered if the name of the flats had anything to do with the Tudor hall nearby,

It brought back memories of visiting my Aunt in the flats near to Nine Acre, sadly no longer there…though Nine acre has had a facelift…Brick Red changed to white and blue from behind the park.

Days of being younger, in my hometown of Salford, where the metropolis outspread the greenspace.

Not that it wasn’t there – those who read my pieces on the local parks would tell you there were pockets of green to enjoy.

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Walking through Ordsall , Peel and Buile Hill Parks in Spring, gave you a wonderful hit of the seasons…as the young played on swings and the older lads played football and the local crown green bowls clubs played on the bowling green

Blossoms covered the carpets of Green when the wind gently blew them off the trees branches.  Swathes of green turned to a carpet of pink, yellow and white.

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As the seasons changed – so did the colours – towards the end of summer the deciduous residents of Salford’s parks turned from green to yellow to red.  eventually the leaves would turn brown and fall off the tree – and made a wonderful noise as you walked through them.    If dry enough a crisp dry crunch as you stepped on them. Then during the winter, if lucky layers of snow would cover the ground like a canvas and the fallen leaves would shine like diamonds in the winter sun, painted by frost and snow.